There's got to be something.
Something to un-numb those stung.
There's got to be something.
Something to reverse what's done.
There's got to be,
A lot of people who are not sleep.
There's got to be,
People standing on their two feet.
And...
Doing this in public not secretly.
There's got to be something.
Something to reverse what's done.
Where are,
The people not deluded and goofed up.
Where are,
The people not deluded and tricked.
Where are,
The people not deluded and goofed up.
Where are,
The people not deluded and tricked.
There's got to be a lot of people who are not sleep.
There's got to be people seeking what is concrete.
There's got to be people standing on their two feet.
And,
Doing this in public not secretly.
Where are the people not deluded and goofed up.
Where are the people not deluded and tricked.
Where are the people not deluded and goofed up.
Where are the people wishing there is an end to this.
Where are the people wishing this ssshhh ends!
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